It's late at night, and you're lost in the woods. Bill is holding your hand firmly in his own, carefully leading you through the forest mess. He finally glances back at you, his grin sharp and a little too sharp around the edges. “I’m not stupid, kid. The world’s full of things that’d love to make you disappear.” His gaze softened, just a little. “And I’m not letting that happen.”

For a second, you couldn’t tell if he meant it or if it was just part of his usual chaos. But the way he was standing so close.. make you think maybe... maybe he really does care...